"Yes, yes." The disciple hurriedly looked around, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief after seeing that Cheng Long and the others were not looking this way.

……

"Quiet!" Tutor Wang took out a wooden ruler and slapped it on the wooden table.

The disciples gradually shut up and stopped talking.

"Since you want to prove yourself, then you can use the furnace and materials in front of you to refine a magic weapon for us now." Tutor Wang looked at Mu Xiye's expressionless face, sighed and said.

Now in front of Mu Xiye, in addition to the stove, there are only some black iron and red orange two elf stones.

Mu Xiye couldn't help frowning: "Is there only these two elf stones?" ”

"That's enough for you." Mentor Wang was secretly surprised in his heart, what did he mean by this? Could it be that he could refine higher-level magic weapons?

It should be unlikely, after all, whether he is a magician or not has not been determined.

"Little brother, if you don't think it's enough, your eldest brother and I still have yellow-level and green-level elven stones here. However, I don't think you need to estimate it like this, so let's refine it steadily, and don't think about something useless. Cheng Long said sarcastically.

Mu Xiye ignored him, and just began to concentrate on refining the magic weapon.

Melting the dark iron, shaping the prototype, tempering the shape, refining and meticulously, cooling down with cold water, and so on, are all in one go, and they are so skilled that they can't be more proficient.

Seeing that those disciples were dumbfounded, they would never have thought that a ten-year-old child would actually refine an orange-level magic weapon.

Moreover, the flat expression when tempering the dark iron, as well as the steady breathing rhythm, did not seem to be tempering the dark iron. Instead, he was holding a piece of cotton, beating the black iron, and he didn't feel a trace of weight.

Tutor Wang was also shocked, with all due respect, Mu Xiye's various refining actions were the most standardized one he had seen so far. Simply a perfect example.

"Now, believe I'm a true magician, right?" Mu Xiye put aside the refined short sword and looked at Cheng Long, who was already blue with an impermanent face.

"Oh my God, he's really a magician!"

"This is what people are ten years old, and what the hell was I doing when I was ten years old?"

"Sure enough, there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people!"

"It's good that we have a little genius in the Yin Academy now. I always feel that our Yin School can be famous for this! ”

……

"Brother Long, he's still really ......" Xu Wei's face was incredulous, and he quickly shut up after seeing Cheng Long with a distorted face.

"Mu Xiye, I want to ask, what level of magician are you now?" For some reason, Mentor Wang always felt that he was more than just a low-level magician.

"Senior Magician." After all, he had already decided to become an outer disciple, so Mu Xiye decided to hide his true rank.

There was a sudden silence in the Yin School, and then people began to commotion.

What did he say? Did I hear me right? ”

"Yes, you heard him right, he's a high-level magician."

"Oh my God, that's too rebellious, isn't it?"

"If he is really a high-level magician, what kind of outer disciple can he be, and the inner disciple is more than enough, okay?!"

"Don't get excited, maybe he's lying?"

"I don't think he's lying, he's very skilled when he first refined magic weapons, and he looks like a veteran."

"That's right, he's a genius!"

……

Cheng Long listened to people's praise of Mu Xiye, and his heart was itching with hatred.

"I don't believe it unless you prove it again!" Cheng Long pointed at Mu Xiye and asked him to prove his strength again.

"Okay." Mu Xiye grinned, and her violet Danfeng eyes were slightly raised, evil and cunning.

For some reason, looking at him like this, Cheng Long suddenly had a bad premonition.